The Gang of Five
Role Play => Random Role Play => Topic started by: AvestheForumFox on January 20, 2008, 10:07:25 PM
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It was a chilly morning at the Kitsune home. Timothy and Nichole were busy getting ready for school, while their father Nicholas Kitsune was preparing their breakfast. Their uncle, Aves was snoozing loudly on the family couch while Timothy's best friend, Elex (young stag) sat in the recliner looking at the sleeping fennec.
Soon Timothy and his twin sister trudged down the stairs, in their school outfits, but also still half asleep and looking deary of another day of school.
"Breakfast is ready!" called their father and he poked his head around the corner, dawning his usual silly chef's hat
"Oh, what's for breakfast now?" scoffed Nichole "Burn crispy nuggets? or charred biscuits with brown crunchy eggs?"
"Oh har!" Replied Nicholas "Just get in here and eat, it wont be long before the bus is here!"
Timothy looked over from where he stood seeing his stag friend waiting for him in the living room
"Oh, hey Elex! You here earlier than usual."
"I'm just excited about my writing assignment to Mrs Huckby! She told me she'd give me extra credit if I finished my story for her to read!" said Elex, with a satisfied smile and sure enough he held in his arms a thick leather bound notebook thick with printer paper with text on it.
"Your such a book worm!" laughed the fox, he smile and went to the kitchen to face the atrocity that their father called breakfast. Surely enough, it was a plate filled with oddly shaped char biscuits
"I'd like to see what the animal looked like before you killed it" said Nichole, eyeing the meal
Soon, the bus made its rounds, Timothy, Elex and Nichole quickly husseled out the door, books and bags on their back, and into the icy frost of morning
On the bus, Timothy sat next to Elex while Nichole sat next to Falena, Elex's sister and they talked and giggled until the bus pulled into the School Bus dropoff area at their School.
Timothy stopped hs chatter and peered out at the school with a look of worry on his face
"Something as matter, Timmy?"" asked Elex
"I just hope 'he' isnt waiting for us this time..."
ooc: Time to let in the introductions =) have fun guys.. and the Bully will come around in my next post
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Chipper Holly, head of the history department in the Chestnut Valley school moped out of his bed at 5:30 am on a cold morning. Stumbling to the sink in the washroom, he looked at the baggies under his eyes. He had not been sleeping well lately. All the students were having a hard time with the latest topic on conservation efforts in the country and they had to pass this as part of the course.
The mid-aged hare proceded to stretch out his long legs and clawed toes as he moved down towards the kitchen to brew a strong cup of coffee. He grumbled, dumping out the grounds of the previous day's coffee into the garbage, and dropped the filter in at the sudden crash from upstairs. Retreiving it quickly, he continued to brew coffee, no doubt his companion would want some.
Chipper shared his apartment with another teacher, for the wages offered were not substantial enough to pay off all the loans that were necessary to become ready professionally for the occupation. This other teacher was young and new to the job, only joining the previous year. His name was Hazel Swift, unusual for a gray fox, but his fur outside of the typical salt-n-pepper color, had large amounts of goldenrod fur and sandstone red. Hazel was a teacher of reading and writing to students, and while he was greatly qualified, his skills on personality and respect were lacking. Much more stricter than Chipper, how he came to be living with a seasoned teacher, is anyone's guess, but it was that it made sense to split the cost of living and Hazel was the first to respond.
Hazel had knocked over the alarm clock in his bedroom, adjacent to Chipper's. Missing it, its alarm still sounding, Hazel grabbed a magazine he had by the bedstand, hoping to throw it on the clock, to give him an extra five minutes. It missed as well. Groaning loudly, Hazel moved out from under the covers and pounded the switch on the clock, finally silencing it.
"Killjoy" he muttered, wishing it wasn't morning already. Slipping off the bed, and arching his back and body, all claws extended while yawning and stretching, he too made his way to the kitchen where Chipper already had the coffee perking. "Tell me again who invented the alarm clock," he said groggily to the hare.
"That isn't something I know right off the top of my head," responded Chipper, matter of factly, stirring a pot on the stove loaded with a porridge-like oatmeal. He added some wild raspberries to the mixture as well as light cream.
Hazel snorted, "Well if I ever find out, I'd like to sock it to him for creating the worst machine known to the mammilian race." He took his place at the table. "You sleep well?"
"Take a guess," said Chipper, glumly.
"That bad, huh? Probably is because you make that slop for breakfast," added Hazel, choosing an apple from the cornucopia in the middle of the table.
"When you get old like me, you'll be praying that this slop keeps you alive an extra few years," smirked Chipper, playfully. "Us old ones need something to keep the meat on our bones."
Hazel gave a weak smile, munching on the apple. It was a typical morning, and likely to be a very typical day on the job.
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*BEEP BEEP BEEP* *WHAM*
"ruddy clock...."
The hand from under the covers dropped the bat, and groaned, throwing off the quilt revealing the lithe form of a young coyote, grumbling and rubbing his face, and tugging at his battered pajamas, with star and galaxies printed all over it.
The coyote got out of bed, digging out a pair of jeans and a T-shirt from a pile, and shuffled to the kitchen. Rummaging in the fridge, he pulled out a carton of milk, and looked for a glass, then blinked, bending his face to sniff at the carton. @.x "Bloody-!" He chucks the carton, repulsed.
"Ah well, Knothole-ade again, I guess. *grumbles, pulling one of the plastic bottles out and heading to the door, picking up a battered leather jacket and backpack, pausing only to wipe back his long grey-brown headfur into some semblance of order.
"*sigh* Another day, another assured confrontation with the incredible Bulk, Aron. Probably gonna go after E, seeing as today is the due date for that project....perfect humiliation opportunity. *sighs again, cracks his knuckles, and leaves the apartment with a slam of the door.
"Ready or not, world, senior class student Ryan Napier is here to protect teh prince and his posse!" *laughs*
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Mim, a gecko, awoke before the clock radio went off. She went over to turn the alarm off and went to have a quick shower before getting dressed. Paying close attention as her family did they knew what the day would be like. Once the shower was over she went into her room to put on her special warm suit. Once her other clothes were put on she went to unplug the Li-on battery belt that powered the warm suit to keep her warm, necessary since she was cold blooded. Once she had it on she hooked up the leads into the belt. She kept it off since she was inside. She was glad of this better model instead of some of the older ones that had the batteries directly in the suits themselves, making it difficult to put clothes comfortably over them and get at the controls. She picked up her backpack with her school stuff in it and
She went down to find breakfast already on the table, though it was only a tablespoon or two for each person in the family, being cold blooded they didn't need anywhere the amount of food a warm blooded person would. Her family thought it better to eat daily small meals, instead of the large meal once or twice a day and then sleep most of the rest of the day, since it kept one alert all the time instead of sleeping off ones heavy meals.
Once the morning talk and such was over she turned on her heat suit as did everyone else else in the family and they went out to the car and were dropped off at school since it was along the way to her father's work.
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Light blazed through Derek's eyelids. He slowly blinked, groaned, and rolled over. Derek's eyes came to rest on the clock, upon which he realized what time it was. "Oh god!" He shot into a sitting postion, revealing his pajamas, which were plain green, and his think tail, which seemed to have ring-like ridges along it. The Leopard Gecko lept out of bed, and with as much speed as he could, got into school clothes. Plain jeans, dark red shirt. He swung on his backpack. Derek pulled open the door, ran down the stairs, and saw breakfast already in progress. "Nice of you to join us, Derek." His older(only by a year) sister, nearly done with her meal, said. His mother were too busy getting ready for work to notice right away, but she turned to him and said. "Oh, Derek, I'm so glad to see you're awake." Derek's Mother grabbed his lunch box off a counter. "I hope you have a good time at school." She added hastily. Derek could tell she was late too. She bent down and kissed him on the forhead. "I love you, sweetie." She said.
Derek smiled faintly and replied "I love you too, Mom." Derek's mother smiled in return, and walked over to Derek's sister, Sarah, and said goodbye to her aswell. With that, she was out the door. Sarah got up and looked out the window. Derek did too, watching their mom pull out of the driveway. Derek ran to the closet and pulled on his coat, and Sarah did also. They both pulled on their backpacks, and were soon out the door. Sarah grinned slyly, and said "Race ya to the bus stop." Derek grinned back, and said "You're on!" They both sped off to the end of the block, where the sign marked 'Bus Stop' stood. Sarah was nearly there, when Derek put on and extra burst of speed and beat her. He stuck out hi tounge we he reached the sign, and Sarah said "I just let you win to make you feel good. Everyone knows you have low self-esteem." Derek's smile turned into a frown. "Do not!" By now, the bus was already pulling around the corner.
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"Why do I have to go?"
The impish voice floating over the plain wooden table got no answer. It's intended target was a dirty blond colored rabbit who didn't respond for two reasons. The being his age was in the twenties, the border between reckless teenager and seasoned adult, a time when a youthful tends to be in that tonal range that doesn't tend to be monitored fully. The second reason being that the man was half asleep, not looking at the person talking to him, more THROUGH them, into the oblivion beyond.
That person, the owner of the voice the man was ignoring was a rather odd looking young man. An adolescent to be sure, but he didn't quite fit into any normal racial category. He was small, probably around five feet high. Most of his features resembled those of a human with tan skin. However two features looked more suited to the animalistic races he seemed to always be around. His ears were the spitting image of a young canine, one could call them 'floppy puppy ears'. The second feature was right in the middle of his very human looking face, a canine looking black nose.
Again the voice came, making the hare's ears twitch and make a half hearted attempt to stand up. "Toooobe, why do I have to goto the stupid school. It's not like we'll even be here that long!"
After a pause the rabbit stretched and yawned, he muttered something inaudible then opened his eyes fully. "I flunked history AND english, I can't teach you that. Untill we leave, you're a kid. Try to at least ACT like a normal one for a week or so."
The boy soured and folded his arms, "How late were you out last night?"
The man wrinkled his nose, "None of your business, mom. You're already failing the 'act like a normal kid' thing. I'm serious, Corky, do your best to blend in. No fights. Unless you want your dad to find us."
The boy looked down, quickly changing the subject, "Whatever. What are you going to do while I'm at school?"
The rabbit sighed, "Slum, maybe hit a bar."
The boy sneered, "God Dammit Tobias! In the middle of the day?!"
"Tobias" as the boy had called him winced, "Not like I can do it when you're around. You know I-"
Corky waved a hand dismissively, "I know, I know, no drinking around kids. Why even tell me about it?"
"In case I do something stupid of course." The rabbit smirked out, starting to get up.
"Right because you'd fall apart without me... Hey what about breakfast?" The boy yelped out.
"You already ate, I wasn't asleep. Now get going, we have to conserve money and you packing down two bowls of cereal won't help." Tobias send without turning around and walked out the back door.
Corky muttered and jumped up, grabbed what looked like a very wel used green backpack from the table, rooting through a nearby cabinet for a package of poptarts to supplement his breakfast and darted for the door.
Walking around the side of house the rabbit watched the boy sprint into the bus before muttering quietly, "I would indeed, kiddo. At least you're right about that."
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Valeron Draconis was packing his books. He had a lot of them.
"I say Valeron. Why do you need so many books?" his mother asked.
"Teachers never are that good at keeping me awake. So I always bring some books for pleasure reading." He replied, while loading his copy of The Fractal Geometry of Nature into his bag.
"Well, still try to pay attention. You'll do better." She replied.
"Is a report full of A's not good, then? SHould they have to redo their grading system so that I must work harder?" Valeron replied wittily.
"Well, here is the bus, Valeron. You should get going." Valeron's mother said.
Valeron emitted a puff of smoke. "Finally. I thought that it would never come. I think I got up early today." He replied.
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He was already late...that he was sure of. But than again he didn't really care...he was a straight A student and although he was sure that the bell was going to ring before he got to class he still took his sweet time walking down the sidewalk, drinking his carton of milk and bit down a double chocolate chip muffin as he hummed his favorite tune.
Then he watched as the school bus zoomed past him and he saw several other kids he recognized, and although the bus had passed him completely he still took the time to wave. He smiled as he heard a voice call out to him... "Hey Frogger...got that report done yet?" 'I hate that nickname! My name is Hopper Dartfrog.' Thought the young amphibian looked over to see a neighbor taking out the trash, and he answered accordingly...
"My report is already done and I'm not worried about being late to school today!" The neighbor nodded and said "Glad to hear it, you may want to pick up the pace though...your behind schedule even for you!"
Hopper looked over at his watch and almost screamed and he took off running at full speed hoping to get to the front doors of the school before the last bus pulled off..cause then they would lock the doors.
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Timothy and Elex continued down the hall together, surrounded by the usual bumbling students that went to their lockers to fetch their books. Others stood around chattering about the usual daily gossip.
"Hold on" said Timothy "I need to get some water."
He said this as he went to a nearby fountain, Elex waited nearby looking around at the other kids.
Suddenly there was a cry of dismay "Leave me alone!"
A very young plucky looking squirrel was running through the crowds who were parting path just as a larger Black furred wolf came running after him, three other kanines, followed behind laughing mockingly at the fleeing squirrel
"Come back here you little twit! You owe me your lunch money!"
Elex didn't like the looks of this, but he straightened himself up and suddenly stepped in the path of Aron and his followers
"Leave him alone!" He said and Aron and his bumbling gang stopped at his approach, giving the squirrel just enough time to escape
"Oh, look" laughed Aron "Our vegetarian friend is playing tough today!"
the gang laughed, Elex gulped knowing he probably just made a very foolish mistake, but was determined to stand his ground. Aron stepped closer to the young deer and suddenly grabbed him by the shirt
"Your going to regret stepping in my way like that, deer..."
He then shoved Elex against the wall, the three dogs closed in on them just as Aron started swinging at his selected prey
"Stop that!" called Timothy and he came running to his friend's aid, only to be grabbed by one of the dogs and forced into the beating circle
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Valeron had just arrived at school when he noticed the fight that was ensuing.
"Oh, great. Another brawl. Why don't teachers ever intervene?" he thought to himself.
He then noticed the math teacher, Mr. Dent, walking to the fight.
"What is going on here?" shouted the eagle.
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*as the three accompanying punks chortle, watching Aron mess with Elex, one gets pulled into a alcove, with a barely audible 'ack', and Ryan slips to stand where he had been, imitating the now gone guy's laugh, squeezing Timothy's shoulder with a wink* I'll take care of thisun, boss. *quite an admirable impression, as he pulls Timothy aside*
*hushed tones* you really don't know when to quit, Timmy, my lil buddy! Where would you two be without me? *grins, impishly*
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Hopper ran thought the door...and wwas so preoccupied with running to his class he ran right into Aron's leg, and hard enough to knock hoppers glasses off his face.
"Ow...sorry about th-" his voice however was lost in his throat as he looked up at who he bumped into...it was Aron.
"oh...boy....this is bad." said Hopper under his breath.
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"Huh?" Aron took some time to look down at the frog and then up at everyone else with a mean eye. His hand still clutched Elex's shirt and the poor deer hung limp from Aron's clutch, tongue half sticking out
"Ya'll want some of this? I advise you mind your own business" he said with a heavy snort and he threw Elex to the ground as he turned to face everyone, even the teachers
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Ryan groans softly at the stupid bravery of Aron...
"is that dunderhead TRYING to be locked up longterm in detention? The Maths man is a total hardtail about deliquents!" *facepalm*
Ryan leans on the wall, and taps Aron on the shoulder with one hand, picking Elex up with the other one.
"Hey, puppy, is it in yer ruddy contract to be a dunderhead first day of class, or is it personal choice?"
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Hopper stuttered out "I'm not a fighter! I just wanna get to class..can you let me go?"
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"Huh?" Aron turned seeing Ryan and chocked back
"You!" Aron nearly fell backwards being caught by surprize of Ryan's sudden apearance, and in fact he did, falling flat on his back with a thud
he groaned and pushed himself up looking at Ryan
"Wha... how... I thought you were gone!! What do you want?!?"
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Ryan rubs his neck laughing embarrassed.
"Got held back, I missed too many tests dealing with your punkery."
He crosses his arms, and kneels, ignoring Aron.
"Get on to class, mate. *is eyeing Hopper kindly*"
He stands again, rubbing his neck again.
"right......oh, and sir? " *looks at the math teacher* um....you'll find Derek in the gym's dirty clothes hamper. he was about to batter up my friend, and I didn't want that happening."
Ryan grins at Elex, bowin'.
"As for you, your highness, *wink* get yer butt to class, and knock that report out of the park, okay?"
*turns back to the teachers* "If I broke any school rules in dealing with the dunderhead gang, I'll accept my punishment.....*stands there, on foot innocently on Aron's tail, waiting*
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Aron grumbled a few curse words under his breath and got to his feet, rubvbing his tail where Ryan stood on it..
"I'll have it my way soon" he said eyeing the cyotee and with those words, he and the other two dogs started to leave
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"I am not the kind of person to punish vigilantes. I punish criminals." Mr. Dent said.
"Finally, there is a teacher that takes action. Since when did Mr. Dent intervene?" Valeron asked himself as he got to science.
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Derek and Sarah walked down the halls. They neared their lockers, whne a figure stepped out in front of them. "Hey, ya stupid scalies!" The figure, a Rhino, said. "Jason." Derek said flatly. "You still haven't realized I don't carry lunch money?" The Rhino was looked enraged, but that might just have been how his face was constructed. "I'm gunna pound yer face in for that!" Derek and Sarah bolted, Jason still after them. They ran right into another group of kids getting attacked by a bully, or rather, the bullies were leaving.
OOC: Timothy. Elex, and the others, in other words.
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Hazel's classroom was down on the of the less used hallways in the school, largely given to him for the fact, silent reading ought to have as few disruptions as possible and he made such a point as such in the interview as the importance of reading. He looked over his class list again, and which students had lately brought in good books which correllated well with their literary abilities. Hopper always had done well, and Timothy and Elex had done well, and Ryan tried hard. Aron while making a good attempt, slacked more often than others. He would have to speak with that canine and see what exactly he did with his free time, perhaps finding some sort of useful connection which would make him want to read. He sighed. His room was nowhere near the morning's skirmish. As such, Hazel neither noticed it, nor heard about it until it was well over.
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Unlike Hazel, Chipper had a room in the middle of the main hallway. He was not in the room, but rather the smaller office which was directly next to it. Looking over the day's lesson, the noise outside the door was increasing, as it typically did during the morning hours as the students arrived. He didn't pay it much leave at first, more concerned with having enough copies of a group project sheet for the students, rather than rambling conversations shared by unconcerning teenagers. However, the fierce voices and sudden shouting told him this was no friendly chat.
He glanced out the door to see a student wolf, grab the shirt of a deer. He started off to say something, when one of the math teachers, Mr. Dent got in the way and managed to settle it down. Chipper watched as the students, including the two directly involved in the skirmish, dispersed to their classes. The kids could wait a little longer.
"What was that all about?" he asked curiously of the eagle. "I didn't catch what went on."
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"Some student decided to harass a couple of younger students. Another student tried to stop the fight, but was unable to. A third student physically stopped the fight." Mr. Dent said.
"I hate the fact that I have math last." Valeron said as he waited for his teacher to arrive.
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Mim walked into the school, she went to her usual area and heard the somewhat distant sounds of something guessing it to be another fight and mentally shrugged to herself. Likely some other person attempting to boost their ego by asserting their position in the social pecking order as they saw things within the sociological dynamics of the other kids, or acting on their mistaken beliefs that any who are different are dangerous, or more likely a combination of the two factors.
She went back to mentally going over her notes she had taken the day and few days before as she often did, going over notes and such to keep up with the lessons and making tests very easy whenever they were given out as well as her assignments being easy to complete as well. She also mentally went over a bit of the reading ahead of where they were in a few classes as she waited till it was time to go to her first class.
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Aron and his two assistants made their way through the school licking their wounds. They'd been completely outnumbered this time, it was as if the school was no longer subject to the rules it was last year. Teachers interveneing, held back guys protecting the smug eggheaded brats, the world was turning upside down. He needed to think, and was going to do just that in the only plac he was sure was still the same as it had always been. The trio slipped out the back of the school and headed into a alley not a half block from the campus, their usual spot to skip classes.
Aron let out a quiet sigh rounding the side of the usual dumpster, the suddenly tensed up, a sneer crossing his face. They weren't alone, not even here, defiling his private thinking spot was a shrimpy looking freak of a kid with a pouty look on his face and munching a poptart.
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"Hello Mim!" Valeron said to Mim as she passed.
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Mim waved back to Valeron, "Hello, Valeron, how goes?" She said.
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Hopper walked along, with his Algebra 1 books in hand, he walked by Mim and Valeron and cursed himself...his interest in math and science tended to keep him from having any friends, but he still waved over to mim and Valeron and gave a curious "Good morning!"
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Chipper nodded solemnly. "Youth these days, are not much different from our times," he said adamently. He returned to the history office to continue organizing papers. He didn't have a class at the beginning of the day, so this was his time to make sure everything was in order. He took a sip of coffee from a travel mug and continued on.
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Meanwhile, Hazel did have a first period class to attend to. The students filtered in slowly. Hazel watched the clock on the wall. He was one who would mark a student late if they decided to step in even a second late. His usual rhetorum of "That's something you need to work on. You've more than enough time." was heard almost every day, and it was the same culprits every time who moaned two seconds wouldn't matter.
The bell rang at approximately 7:55 and a squirrel scampered in right before the gray fox shut the door on him. "You have to work on that," he said, shutting it at last. "You waste a second of my time, I have every right to waste a second of yours."
Hazel went back to the desk in the middle of the room. His setup was unique in that the desks were nearly in two semicircles, facing one another, thus ending the monotony of rows and enabling a student to better see the eyes of who was speaking, most of the time. "Anyone seen Aron this morning?" he asked, looking at his attendance sheet. "Hopefully he slept in because he decided to stay up late reading," he quipped, followed by a couple of chuckles.
"Anyway, we've been discussing the necessary reason for reading, not only in school but also in our own homes. Can anyone explain why this is particularly useful throughout the day?"
OOC: if you're a student in Mr. Swift's class you may indeed respond to him. This is a school setting after all.
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Elex raised his hand
"Because reading can teach you so many things, most in which a school is not even necessary!"
Elex smiled pridefully at his response and awaited his appraisal, some students giggled and whispered behind him.
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"Who the heck are you?!?" demanded Aron, seeing the stranger behind the dumpsters "And why are you in our zone? Do you want a beating?"
Aron stamped his way up towards the kid with a threatening grmmace on his face and his fist tightly folded
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The boy took another bite of his food, chewing it slowly and glaring at Aron wordlessly.
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Mim kept her tail close to herself as usual. She made sure her backpack was well balanced on her back and paused on her way to her class to talk briefly with Valeron since she saw she'd have plenty of time to get to her class before the bell rang.
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"I demand an answer, boy" growled Aron, and he came closer to the kid ready to throw a swing into his gut
"Why are you on my Turf?"
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Hazel glared at Elex who was not one for joking around, so the sudden response what sort of out of character for him. Easily handled though, thought the gray fox.
"Indeed, reading can be so beneficial you may feel the unnecessary need for a school, however, let me ask you this, by a show of hands how many of you read for fun?"
He looked around the room at the few hands that went up.
"Ok, how many of you read to actually learn something new?"
More than last time, but still far from the entire class agreed.
"That is exactly why you need a school. Had each one of you raised your hands for both questions, you would have no need for me, or perhaps a need for any of us in this building." Hazel paced around the room as he continued. "As such as that some of you do read for fun and for learning, perhaps school seems to be less exciting because you already know how to learn for yourselves how to handle situations and issues, but as you can see, by the majority vote here, most of you don't know what to do with reading, and how useful it can really be. That is why I am here, as well as the rest of your teachers. Through us, we can show you and tell you how to use the information around you to make the best of your life."
Hazel often found it hard to stop once he got started on something, and most students noticed it, as the minutes clicked by.
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As Hopper walked into his math class a hand written note on the board said 'No class today, Teacher out sick!' At first Hopper frowned, but he then looked over and grinned from ear to ear...as he spied an unoccupied computer turned on with the password already typed in! "This is a good day!"
Hopper sat down and proceeded to surf the internet and personal files for any upcoming projects.
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"Good. And you?" Valeron replied. He also decided to arrive early to his first class, which was the same as Mim's. His backpack was always filled with extra books, but it was lighter than usual on that day.
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"I'm doing find thanks. Nice talking to you but I should be going, don't want to be late" Mim said smiling in a friendly way before heading to her class. She liked to be early and give herself some time in case something happened. There was such little time to talk between classes, even less if you went to your locker to get something and the person you were talking to didn't have a nearby locker.
Mim went to her first class, early like usual. One of the reasons she had a little larger then normal backpack was she needed fewer trips to her locker that way. She went into the class and sat down and paid attention, taking notes and remaining as quiet and hopefully unnoticed as usual. She made sure to keep her tail curled about herself and out of other folk's way.
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Ryan, who was actually sitting at attention, listening, coughed slightly, and raised his hand.
"Um, Sir.....I do have a question about what we'll be reading. One can only read Ganderbumps and The Adventures of Huckelberry Hound so many times....."
OOC: yes, i made up some alternate, punny names for some common, and no offense over-used readings....Sorry, T, if that offends your educational sensibilities.
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Hazel looked back at the curious student. "I'm not asking for required reading. I would rather see you read the material that interests you. What Ryan here would like is not necessarily going to be what Elex likes, etc. etc. So choose something that sincerely you wouldn't mind not only reading, but writing about. It can be anything; magazines, novels, fiction, non-fiction, newspapers....doesn't concern me. All I ask is that you do indeed read it, and read it well enough that if I asked you to explain what I'd find in your literary source, you could answer me and anyone in this class."
Gazing at the clock on the wall to the left, Hazel noticed he only had two remaining minutes to wrap up. "Ok, for tomorrow, bring in something you want to read. We'll use the time as a quiet reading period. While you read, write notes down. Write your emotions down. If you think the novel is a piece of crap, write 'by page 9 I realized this book was a piece of crap because...' and continue on." The students thought that last remark was pretty funny, coming from a teacher of all beasts.
With that, the bell rang, Hazel opened the door and shooed them out. "Have a wonderful day," he called out.
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"Don't see your name on the mortgage." He muttered quietly, continuing his meal.
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Valeron got to chemistry about 30 seconds before the bell rang. There, he began to jot down the notes the teacher was writing on the board about thermodynamics. Valeron never needed to work hard at understanding science; his dragon cunning had given him that ability. So, after a lecture, the class began to prepare for an experiment on thermodynamics. He got to work by himself, as usual.
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Mim remained quiet, taking notes and adding in little quick sketches to illustrate a point here and there into her notes based on what the teacher was saying. She was usually not noticed in class, which was ok by her in most cases. She seldom looked at other students even while in her class. Her being shy didn't help matters either.
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Valeron had statistics next. The teacher was boring most of the time, but the benefit was the awesome experiments. Today, it was a lecture. Oh, great. Valeron thought to himself as he sat down. He proceeded to begin taking the teacher's notes on confidence intervals. Why doesn't class go by faster? he thought as the teacher began a class problem. He couldn't wait for the end of the period, which was still a while away.
I wonder how Mim is doing. Valeron also pondered before he got back to work.
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Hopper was too busy reading confidential student files to notice that the second period bell had rung as the next class began to file into the room. Hopper heard several gasps, and he suddenly felt like he'd been set up by someone. He turned around and saw most of the class and the teacher standing behind him, but Hopper had the foresight to shut down the web browser he was using to access the files.
"H-Hello...sir. I'm sorry is...is this your class?" The teacher who happened to be a parrot nicknamed 'squawker' but only because when he finished a sentence he would squawk kinda like a reflex action. "Yes...this is the beginning of second period english." Hopper's eyes widened 'Oh crud! I'm late again!' thought the frog to himself "I am in so much trouble!" Hopper said aloud as several other students were heard laughing.
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At last, the bell rang signalling the end of third period. Finally, I can get to Advanced Mathematics.
Advanced Mathematics was Valeron's second favorite class. He got to class and took out his book Chaos and Fractals. Then, he just began reading the textbook.
Mr. Dent was teaching Advanced Mathematics. "All right, class. You know what to do." he said, and he proceeded to read a book entitled The Golden Ratio.
In A.M., the class could do whatever they wanted to do, as long as it was math-related and beyond their regular math course level. Valeron decided to work on fractal geometry, a subject he loved with a passion.
I can't wait until lunch with Mim. She said she needed some math help. I wonder what it is. He thought as he began examining the Koch curve.